In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Do you Believe in Magic?.” You have been transformed into a mystical being who has the ability to do magic. Describe your new abilities in detail. How will you use your new skills? I think my friends, relatives and my bank account would greatly benefit if I woke up one day could could magically turn water into wine, any wine I want, and most importantly, at will. You see, there was a prophetess, Sybil, who asked Apollo for immortality, but she forgot to include the word “youthful” to her request. She became a shrivelled … Continue reading Careful What You Wish For
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Always Something There to Remind Me.” A song comes on the radio and instantly, you’re transported to a different time and place. Which song(s) bring back memories for you and why? Be sure to mention the song, and describe the memory it evokes. Ahhhhh, the 80’s. The best music ever combined with some awesomely bad hair and over-sized, thrift store topcoats with skinny ties, how could you not love it? Fortunately, for me I get to relive every party-tune, slow dance and breakup song with the help of oldies radio channel. Sometimes, a … Continue reading The Best Decade Ever If You Don’t Mind Lots of Aqua Net
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Memory on the Menu.” Which good memories are better — the recent and vivid ones, or those that time has covered in a sweet haze? “Hey, you up?” there was a soft knocking on her door. On the other side was her four brothers in their jammies and robes. “Hey, Santa is here, are you up?” Betsy’s eyes had never closed that night. It was Christmas Eve and in just a few short hours, no minutes, no seconds….all the toys in the world would be there in the lower level of the family tri-level by the … Continue reading I Believe in Santa, Don’t you?
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Futures Past.” As a kid, what did you want to be when you grew up? How close or far are you from that vision? When I was very young, I remembered making clothes for my Barbie doll. Stripping her naked and patching together pieces of scrap cloth and wrapping them around her to make clothes. I didn’t really play with her like many little girls do, I didn’t see the point. But as a dress mannequin, she had some utility. In the closet in the dining room area hung an Izod Lacoste … Continue reading Flirtations with Fashion
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “The Great Divide.” When reading for fun, do you usually choose fiction or non-fiction? Do you have an idea why you prefer one over the other? I can’t say either genre solely holds my favor. I think my preference lies mainly in the author and their story telling abilities. An author that can get me to sit down and read cover to cover, I automatically respect. I used to think it was a bit of ADD, but now I know it is just that I can’t stand shallow characters with thin plot lines. … Continue reading The Great Divide: Fiction v Non-Fiction
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “A Dog Named Bob.” (You have 20 minutes to write a post that includes the words mailbox, bluejay, plate, syrup, and ink. And one more detail… the story must include a dog named Bob) My dog’s name is Bob. Why Bob? Well, he is kind of like every other dog with four legs and a tail, brownish and smelly, just kind of generic, like my life. Bob is my best friend, we go to the mailbox together and check to see what mail we didn’t get that day. But it never seems to … Continue reading A Dog Named Bob
Daily Prompt : “And they lived happily ever after.” Think about this line for a few minutes. Are you living happily ever after? If not, what will it take for you to get there? “What do you mean, ‘and they lived happily ever after?’ what about, What are they going to live on? How are they going to raise their children? I mean….maybe he’s catholic and she’s a Jewish American Princess….Did they talk about any of this stuff before deciding to get married? …it just can’t be that easy.” I rolled my eyes, I was never going to get Sasha … Continue reading “And they lived happily ever after….” The End